Hello reader, My name is Hobblenock the horny hob-goblin, and it is my duty to write about events past and present that most folk hardly know about. The few that do know wish that they didn't, but being a horny hob-goblin makes it difficult for me to dislike any of the events that will be put into written word. I should start at the beginning, but my brain...
Miranda stood staring up at the house. It was huge. The porch itself looked bigger than her apartment; spreading out in front of the structure and wrapping around the side of the house where it was lost in inky darkness. For the first time since her arrival a few moments ago, she realized how dark and silent the house was, causing her to wonder if she someho...
VII. Hester awoke the next morning with the sounds of the rain drumming loudly upon the roof of his small hut. He sighed and rolled in his covers. But the veil of sleep had already been lifted and, after some minutes spent lying and listening to the rain, he got up and stretched. The dogs had gone, but the door was closed; she had been back. As he glanced...
Four blocks down from her townhouse was her favorite book store. Her days were very long sometimes and it was a great place to go unwind. She'd always arrive during her lunch hour since there were less people during that time of the day. It was a little, quiet getaway with a small coffee shop just inside near the front door. Soft music always played since th...
Port Royal, 1706 Sounds like someone is in a hurry," Governor Rogers commented at the sound of footfalls echoing through the hall. Robert Maynard turned slightly away from the window to the governor then to the door. "Let us hope he has news. We certainly can use some." Before Governor Rogers could say more, a knock at the door echoed through the office....
The heavy, moist air lingered as a constant reminder that this had been one summer to remember. Sunset had only curved the heat while the streets of New Orleans filled with humidity. Now the darkness surrounding the city was alive. Behind the majestic horseman statue in the famous City Park, I was lying flat on my back looking at the southern sky and the p...
Authors note: All characters, organizations, creatures, and events are fictitious in nature and are not meant in any way, shape, or form to represent any entity in reality. All similarities are purely coincidental and should be disregarded as a fictitious work of writing. Any characters who are involved in or conduct in sexual acts are over the age of 18. Th...
"I can see you, you know?" "See what?" "When you carry your coffee into your living room without a stitch on." I felt my Adam's apple rise and fall as I gulped for air. Suzie across the street was a voluptuous young women - maybe thirty, which was young to me, at sixty. She had bought the house a couple of years ago, replacing a young couple with two l...
The night was exceptionally cold, but Sabin didn't mind. It was cleansing, crisp and somehow exactly what he needed tonight after the long week. Stuffing his hands into his pockets, he walked his normal walk. Past the coffee shop with all the late night college students trying to read for tomorrow's... today's classes, down under the tracks that circled the...
The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. The content here within is sexually explicit depicting acts considered Taboo by most of society....